The Good Depression - Death Is the Only Truth

I am wide-awake
I can never sleep at night
Remembering the faces that still haunt my sight
So I’m looking in reflective pools; I see nothing
Ready to move; get past the gate
Bury the old ways
Check the pulse of the bleeding saint
No longer breathing
The water keeps on rushing
It leaves salt in the wake
This path is leading us to an end
Your guilty following eyes
They’re much more then I can take
Living before the battery dies
Stranded
Anything to feel that touch
Honestly, you can poison me
I know you will give me everything
You know it’s what I wanted
It seems to me it’s what I’ll get
When those steady hands grab my collared neck
They are unbearably cold
Turns out the bridges you burn
Just light the road back home
I'm tired of starting fires
But nothing else can keep me warm, baby
Turns out the witches you burn
Are the ghosts that haunt your home
I'm tired of starting fires
Need something else to keep me warm
The water keeps on rushing
It leaves salt in the wake
This path is leading us to an end
Your guilty following eyes
They’re much more then I can take
Living before the battery dies
Stranded